Gone Too Far (Police Officer/Delinquent Relationship) BOOK 1 (COMPLETED)
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  • Parts 52
  • Time 6h 40m
Complete, First published Jul 04, 2013
Mature
M  for manipulative
A  for attitude 
I for impulsive
S for sarcastic
I for irresistible 
E for emotionally unavailable. 

Growing up, you're told that the safest choice in destructive situations is to walk away.  Whether it a destructive personality or you're in an uncomfortable situation, you abandon because your conscience is telling you enough is enough.   ---My conscience is on indefinite holiday in the Bermuda Triangle.
I am the destructive personality that your parents warned you about. The girl that hangs with people that pressure you into drugs. The girl that invites you to a party, fully knowing that it will end early because her 'friends' are   fucken neurotic.  I'm the girl that encourages you to sleep with multiple people, regardless of who they are, or what they have, because who says you can't? If I invite you out, don't expect me to stick around long because I bore easily---leaving you stranded in a grass field, somewhere in the middle of nowhere, and tell you to call a taxi-even if there's no service.  
I'll admit I'm a girl that didn't care about much of anything or have anything to give.' Maybe you'd see differently if you understood the true horror I've been through.  ----Then after a binge and a drive---I end up in trouble but that's not the only trouble I find.
----'Suddenly the door swung open and in rushed my mother. She saw me sitting on the chair and rushed over,  scolding me almost immediately, ''Maisie Scarlett Brooks, what were you thinking.!''
'Ì was thinking it was time to come home and go to bed. Instead I get pulled over by some obnoxious police officer.''
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